Black Poetry : aving computer frictions with superstitions think I'm superman // with stats plans and end up as BAT

having computer frictions with superstitions think I'm superman //
with stats plans and end up as BAT MAN with a hat in my hand //
trying to be the JOKER flow this lame here with Lois Lane dressed //
in blue with a red cape and S try go to bed get some cake and breasts //
get strange affection must change direction or end up stuck between //
sheets, recent clash led to events in the past had to sprint fast just //
to dodge some but ran into a large one that provided answers must //
escape stupidity it's not true or witty made dancers and spies lust //
creation of a variety in a nation or society woke to illiotic as folks //
have become robotic with a computer chip stuck in the brain jokes //
become real, the phenomenon of the matrix has become common hatred //
it's not a delusion and I see no stop or conclusion system is not sacred //